A raging battle lust was suppressed deep within his heart.
But it was bound to erupt one day.
So,
when Shen Changchuan learned someone was planning to ambush him,
his first thought wasn't to hurry and run, but to go and clash with them.
He was itching for a fight, wanting an opponent to gauge his own strength,
and since someone had just happened to cross his path,
Shen Changchuan naturally couldn't resist making a move.
'I'm still not cautious enough!'
After a moment of introspection, Shen Changchuan sighed to himself.
Although he had lived two lives and grown more philosophical about many things,
he was only a young man in his twenties when he transmigrated after an accident in his previous life.
Even after adding the two or three years since his transmigration, he still wasn't thirty.
He already acted with a great deal of rationality.
But the passionate spirit of youth could never be completely erased.
It couldn't be helped.
